L'ho Lasciata~ 'I Left Her'

'34-Probably....Dead!'

Facts-

7 minutes of intercourse is equal to 1.3hours in Gym

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Grayson~

" Cazzo!!! "I groaned audibly as I leaned back in my office chair, squeezing my nose bridge. It's finally Sunday morning, a day I wish I could delete from my calendar for obvious reasons. A sigh escaped my lips.

Aan and Jasmine had been prepping for Sunday brunch with Noah Curnuto Williams for the entire fucking week! They took care of everything, from the shoes to the hair. Aan's hairstyle got transformed. When I saw her hair, I was completely captivated. Her long straight hair was transformed into mid-length wavy curls. Curls suit her lively personality. I was mesmerized to see her cheerful and laughing until I eventually realized it was all for that Asshole.

Incazzato!! I couldn't sleep all night and ended up working until the morning. I dozed off for some time then awoke to all the chirping in the corridor. It's Arthur, Aan, and Jasmine acting like toddlers preparing for a school event. I was so fucking happy when the plan got postponed last week. I thought I could come up with work or something so she wouldn't be able to make it, but it backfired and she ended up working late at night. All of this for that Dickhead!

I let out a sigh, knowing that I couldn't get out of the predicament. I stood up and walked out of the office, leaving my work behind. I spotted the lonely corridor and assumed that the toddlers were still preparing for their event. Shaking my head for a moment, I entered my room and went straight to the bathroom. I leap into the shower after taking off my joggers and tee.

Arthur and Jasmine are becoming closer. After what happened in Rome, every time it comes to Jasmine, Arthur is always on his toes. I adore Jasmine as a person, and she is ideal for a FuckHead like Arthur. Arthur and I resolved the situation with Lopez. He's where he's supposed to be...The Hellhole!

I stepped out of the shower and into the closet. I'm swathing myself in a navy blue suit. I don't have anywhere to go today. But I'll try to accompany the girls. I don't want to send the girls alone, no matter what. I walked out of the closet, putting my blue-brown Bvlgari on my wrist. As I walked down the stairs, I noticed that there was no one in the living room except for Matteo, who was in the kitchen making coffee. I sat at the dinner table and expressed my gratitude to Matteo for the coffee he kept on the table for me. While sipping my coffee, I check my phone for unread emails and messages. Matteo sat down next to me, tapping on his phone.

Things aren't going as planned. Two days ago, some of our guys were discovered dead with their phones missing. The incident occurred in one of my warehouses, which holds firearms and drugs. Fortunately, Arthur happened to be nearby on that day, and he resolved the issue and doubled the security for the time being, but this does not cure the problem. We're currently investigating who was behind it. My men and soldiers are all trustworthy and-

" Wow!!! " Matteo gasped in surprise, pulling me out of my reasoning. Judging from Matteo's surprised face, I turned my head in the same direction.

Dio!!! There she was, descending the steps, looking utterly stunning and breathtaking in her floral blue dress. Her side-parted curly waves complement her doe eyes well. Her dewy, beautifully smooth skin asks to be touched. She wore make-up to conceal her scars. I used to despise them not because it made her skin looks flawed or anything. I used to despise them because of how and who caused them, but now I've grown to like them since they represent her real character, and I adore everything about her. When she stumbled on the steps, I let out a snicker, always the clumsy but Jasmine was quick to catch her.